GloPoWriMo/NaPoWriMo Day 2: What Would A Squirrel Do?
Today’s prompt is to write a poem that similarly resists closure by ending on a question, inviting the reader to continue the process of reading (and, in some ways, writing) the poem even after the poem ends. This evening I saw a squirrel climbing a tree and I thought, “What if you set off to climb a tree and got a mountain instead?”
One more step.
It’s not a tree.
Downhill I go.
Into murky world.
Stuck in a water mill.
What would a squirrel do?
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